For the first three days after entering the First Abyss, Zhang Tie's group had not encountered a single Devil Race knight.
In the First Abyss, twelve people formed a knight squad, moving and resting together, with no two members ever more than a hundred meters apart. Though such a squad had more people, its chances of encountering Devil Race knights were, in fact, no different from those of a lone knight entering the First Abyss.
But walk by the river often enough, and sooner or later your shoes will get wet.
On the fourth day after entering the First Abyss, when Zhang Tie's squad entered the First Abyss's traditional battlefield of slaughter, they finally encountered Devil Race knights.
Mountain-Bearing True Person flew at the very front of the group. Behind him, the other eleven knights followed closely in two columns forming a V-shape. Everyone had restrained the glow of their battle qi as they flew through the black mist along the edge of the abyssal cliffs.
Suddenly, amid the black mist over thirty kilometers ahead, Zhang Tie saw several flashes of light.
Because of the fog in the abyss, the flickering lights could not be seen clearly, but they could still vaguely be identified as the battle qi smoke of knights.
Zhang Tie said nothing. From his observations over the past few days, he had learned that his Dark Vision allowed him to see farther in the First Abyss than the others.
Sure enough, several seconds after Zhang Tie spotted the flickering lights in the black fog, and after they had flown several hundred more meters, Mountain-Bearing True Person, who had been flying continuously, abruptly stopped.
Everyone saw those hazy plumes of battle qi smoke in the distant black mist.
They were too far away to see clearly, and